After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Yun Zhou smiled and made a gesture of gratitude to Wen Zhimiao, but only the two of them could understand it.

This shadow play was not only performed in the imperial palace, but also throughout the entire Yunjing City.

What Wen Zhimiao wants is for everyone to know.

As night falls, all the excitement gradually fades away.

When the moon rose, fireworks bloomed all over the city, and the wedding came to an end.

Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo returned to their own bedrooms, and Wen Zhimiao leaned lazily against Shi Wanyue.

She was happy today and drank quite a bit of wine, so she was quite drunk now.

"Sister~" She looked at Shi Wanyue calling her in a tender voice.

Shi Wanyue supported her and responded softly: "Hmm?"

"Happy~" She leaned on Shi Wanyue and spoke softly.

Wen Zhimiao raised her eyes and saw Yun Jiuzhao again. She smiled at him again: "Sister~"

Yun Jiuzhao looked at her lovingly: "What's wrong?"

"are you happy?"

"Happy." Yun Jiuzhao said with a smile.

"That's good, sister, don't be unhappy. You have to...you have to live well and don't think too much."

Yun Jiuzhao was slightly stunned when she heard her words, and her lips trembled slightly. She wanted to ask something, but didn't know what.

When she was very young, she felt that Yun Zhou and Wen Zhimiao had a different kind of familiarity towards her, but she couldn't put it into words.

When Wen Zhimiao said this at this moment, Yun Jiuzhao felt that Wen Zhimiao was probably hiding something from her.

But after thinking about it, I decided not to ask.

"Okay, sister will. You are drunk, how about letting Wanyue accompany you back to the palace?" Yun Jiuzhao coaxed her in a low voice.

"I'm not drunk."

"But you can go back with your sister. I'll be obedient." She looked well-behaved.

Shi Wanyue and Yun Jiuzhao were both at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, Miaomiao, be good." Shi Wanyue hugged her and stood up.

Fortunately, everyone else was happily chatting at this moment, so not many people were paying attention to them.

But there was also a Shi Guanchao and a Qi Guyu, and apart from them, there were only a few members of the Su family watching them.

Shi Wanyue ignored those people and went to the harem with Wen Zhimiao in her arms.

Wen Zhimiao followed her back to her own bedroom obediently. As soon as she sat down, she looked at Shi Wanyue with curiosity: "Sister, how about we go to the bridal chamber to make trouble?"

Shi Wanyue raised her eyebrow and said, "I dare not. You go by yourself. Your Majesty has drunk wine today. If you are not afraid of being thrown out, then go."

Wen Zhimiao pouted and looked at Shi Wanyue with an aggrieved look: "Sister, don't be mean to me."

Shi Wanyue looked at her and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could this be considered as being mean to her?

"Okay, I'm not mean. How about going to take a shower and sleep?" Shi Wanyue stood in front of her, bent down, and scratched her chin with his fingertips.

"Okay." Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently.

Shi Wanyue took her to the bathing pool. Wen Zhimiao thought about it and reached out to untie Shi Wanyue's clothes in an unreasonable manner.

"What is Miaomiao doing?" Shi Wanyue asked her curiously.

Wen Zhimiao tilted her head and looked at her: "Sister also wants to take a shower, help her take off her clothes."

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but grab her hand: "I won't wash it yet, Miaomiao first, I'll wash it later."

Wen Zhimiao's eyes turned red as she spoke: "Sister, won't you come with me?"

Shi Wanyue was at a loss for words: "I'll just wash it for a while."

"Let's do it together." Then he started crying.

Shi Wanyue was heartbroken watching her cry. Although the Crown Prince was tall and strong, his face was too delicate, and his tears were filled with a sense of brokenness.

"Okay, okay, let's go together." Shi Wanyue had no choice but to agree to her.

She opened her hands: "Then Miaomiao, can you help me?"

Wen Zhimiao then burst into laughter and was very happy.

It’s not that Shi Wanyue doesn’t like being with her, she’s just afraid that she can’t control herself, after all...

She thought about it and realized that it was not entirely her fault. The culprit was a certain prince who was obsessed with storybooks and comic books all day long.

Otherwise she wouldn't think about those things all the time.

Wen Zhimiao clumsily helped Shi Wanyue take off her clothes, and Shi Wanyue helped her take off her clothes, and then took her hand and walked into the bath with her.

As soon as he entered, Wen Zhimiao hugged the softness behind her and stuck close to Shi Wanyue.

"Sister~" Wen Zhimiao rubbed her shoulder with his chin: "I'm really happy. Zhou Zhou and mother are getting married. I organized it."

Shi Wanyue turned her head and kissed her: "Well, I know Miaomiao is very happy."

"Ok!"

Shi Wanyue kissed her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Then when we have our wedding, Your Highness will also hold it yourself?"

"No." Wen Zhimiao shook his head seriously.

Shi Wanyue was curious why.

"Zhou Zhou, do it for me. Bring her back and hold a wedding for me. I was so serious when I helped her, she has to be serious too, otherwise..."

"otherwise..."

She thought for a long time and then said aggrievedly: "You can't do anything to her."

"Smelly woman."

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth: "The Queen will do it, there will be no other way."

"Sister..." Wen Zhimiao suddenly looked straight at Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue responded softly: "Hmm?"

"I want to kiss you." Wen Zhimiao said and then lowered his head to kiss her.

She hugged Shi Wanyue's waist tightly, and Shi Wanyue slightly tilted his head to respond to her kiss.

The drunk man was a little arrogant and his kiss was much more domineering.

After the kiss, Master Wanyue was a little out of breath.

In the end, I relied on my strong willpower to control my desire to go further.

But for Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo, there seemed to be no need for restraint.

Yun Zhou drank a little wine today. He wasn't drunk, but he was much braver.

She straddled Su Qingluo's abdomen, her fingertips sliding down her throat.

Then he bent down again and said, "Your Majesty has been able to hear Miao Miao's words for a long time, doesn't that mean he already knew that we are from another world?"

Su Qingluo's throat moved slightly, and she answered honestly, "Yes."

"Then you are still waiting for me to explain myself. You are not a good person." Yun Zhou said fiercely.

"I was wrong..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yun Zhou lowered his head and bit her.

It's not that I feel any pain, but rather an indescribable tingling sensation that is more torturous than pain.

"I want to know what you think." Su Qingluo confessed honestly.

Yun Zhou was speechless for a moment. That bastard Wen Zhimiao really knew him very well.

"Cheating while chasing someone." Yun Zhou's fingertips moved dishonestly.

Then his eyes fell on the red hairband on the bedside: "Don't move."

Her voice was unusually low, and Su Qingluo did not dare to refute her. She could only obediently let her tie her hands.

It didn't matter that her hands were tied, but what made Su Qingluo uncomfortable was that she only cared about lighting the fire and didn't care about anything else.

"Zhou Zhou..." Su Qingluo called her pitifully.

Yun Zhou lay on top of her and whispered in her ear.

"It's no use begging for mercy."